Chapter Six


I sat in the middle of my bed, well, not exactly my bed but in the bed I slept in. Either way, I was here and that's what counted. I had the letter in front of me also, but I still hadn't opened it.

It was only an hour that I took it from underneath the desk; which means I should be in my Arithmancy class but instead, I'm on the bed. Sitting, and twiddling the letter. Oh sure, I'll be taking any notes that Crystal had written down, that is if she hadn't been thinking of say new 'male friend'.

Talking about her new 'male friend' better known as Remus, she had practically spent the whole Halloween feast with him this past weekend. This pretty much meant that I was left with Alice, not that it was bad thing. Actually, it was a good thing that Crystal wasn't around or she would have also have seen my ridiculous self.

I don't know whether it was the moment or not, but I was feeling a bit... daring and somehow Dale's name came into our conversation. Oh yeah, I've been paying much close attention to his actions and they where still there. So being that I was in some daring mood, I had gone and talked to him. Of course, he was around a few friends of his but he managed to shake them off. Well, to make the story short, I had actually started flirting with. Something that I still cannot believe I did. His reaction? He became shy... better yet, nervous.

I wouldn't have guessed correctly of the reason if it weren't for a pretty brunette walking up to him, and actually planting a kiss on his cheek. Apparently, this girl, was his new girlfriend who had been observing the scenario. How did I know? Because I walked past her as I made my way to Dale. Proper introductions didn't happen though for obvious reasons.

I totally felt like an idiot, so much that I actually left the feast and headed back up to dormitories. I tried my best to tell Alice I was leaving, but I suppose my feelings at the moment weren't so controlled. I know this had nothing to do with her, but eh... I couldn't help it... Later that night I found out through Alice (a very nice friend, I tell you), that the girl's name was Alicia who also was in Dale's sorted home.

Since then, I haven't seen him or his lovely dear. Well, actually, I've been avoiding him as to her, no purpose. So why was I still missing class then? Just for the heck of it. Will my class mark be affected? Unlikely, since I've been pretty much a good student till now.

I looked down at the letter, and wondered why I still haven't read it. Was I that preoccupied with what happened in the feast? Apparently so if I haven't joyfully, read this letter as before.

But before reading it, I quickly crawled over to the end of the bed and pulled out a sheet of parchment and the usual quill and ink from my book bag I had there. Returning back to where I was, I opened the letter.

If you had an old hag for a mother I think you would be happy to be away from her too. Yeah, it's quite interesting. My family is all dark wizards (not Death Eaters, though...) and well I was sorted into Gryffindor and that didn't sit well with my mum. I remember I got like seven howlers in one day from various family members and a visit from my parents. And believe me there is absolutely nothing more embarrassing than having your mother pull you by the ear until we got to Dumbledore's office. It would've been very amusing if my ear hadn't hurt so much.

After almost six years of friendship they sure enough know when I'm going to break up with a girl. And, they absolutely, positively know when I'm getting with the same girl again so, having a bet going on is basically their job. By all means, finish that thought. I would really love to know the way a girl who doesn't like walking up to guys and flirting with them thinks. I want to know what you think of them, 'cause personally I think they all are rejected at home and come to look for attention in school. I kind of pity them, but then again I don't mind the attention I get from them so... I don't really think that makes much sense...

My Friends say that my name doesn't go on the same sentence as commitment and I guess it is true. Today, they were having a very good laugh about it. No, they didn't make a bet about it... thank god. I wouldn't mind being with a girl forever... but she WILL have to wait until I turn forty if she actually wants me to get committed. That's why I'm not with a single girl for a long time. I hate the idea of me falling in love early because I wouldn't know if it really was love. It could be a very strong crush and would get married and then the separation and her getting nasty about it. The thought gives me chills... I don't mind you asking me questions but I should really introduce you to one of my friends. You would live happily having another questionnaire by your side... just teasing you, but really I don't know which one asks more questions.

The only thing that bothers me about this detention is that I've never written so much in my entire life. It's like the teacher knows I never take notes but still manage to get the best grades. I have love/hate relationship with that teacher. Yes, it is bad that you haven't gotten any detention! You should get at least one before you graduate! And for some odd reason I think I'm going to be the one responsible for it... ha.

Why did you make an ass of yourself? You said or did something wrong? Or what? I don't think girls can forget boys that easily, so I'm not buying it. So what if you date a friend? It's better that way because if you already have a friendship with him I don't think that if you ever break up that'll be damaged. The friendship came before the relationship, not the other way around.

No, we don't have a deal. I'm not giving you the rest of the poem until I find it appropriate, okay? My poem, I make the rules... don't even try to argue about it.

No, you don't get a prize and you have no proof that what I said was true so don't feel proud. Ha ha... I'm too smart for you, I just noticed. I feel mean... bah.

Anyway, got to go now, I'm going out to spy on one of my friends. He's on a date with a girl I wanted to hook up, isn't he nice? Whatever, at least he'll take her seriously. Bye

I grinned as I read throughout my pen-pal's letter. It was very amusing, but still enough I couldn't help but wonder who he was. I mean, he sounds like a very neat guy to meet but at the same time he sounded so much like... well... that doesn't matter. Nonetheless, he was interesting.

"Busy as a bee, aren't you?"

I quickly glanced over see Crystal walking in with her schoolbag at hand; apparently she has caught what I was doing.

"I take it by your presence that class has ended, right?" I said, as I folded the letter before looking up at her.

"Apparently so," she said, as she placed her schoolbag at the end of her bed, "so what where you doing?"

"Finished writing a letter to Vicky" I replied after getting off from the bed, "Now I'm just going to owl this off..."

"'owl it off', I find that strange amusing" she said with a slight chuckle. I merely stared at her, not seeing the point of it being amusing.

"Yeah, well... I'm go no-"

"By the way, Dale wants to talk to you"

I looked at her, again. "But I don't want to"

She smirked, "You are making a big deal out of this... could there perhaps be something?"

I kept staring at her, before I turned around and walked away. Yeah, I've barely realized that myself, I thought.

"I'm going to go now, I'll see you later..." I said, before walking out of the dormitory.

Of course, I didn't go to the tower to send my dear sister a letter. Instead, I left the letter where it was meant to be left at. And that being under one of the desks in Professor McGonagall's classroom.

I was sitting on my bed still pondering if I should tell Remus about this mystery girl. I had already told him I wanted to talk to him but I didn't tell him what for. If I decided not to tell him, I could easily dodge any question or glare but I felt the need of telling someone. And, James… well let's just say he is not head of the department for a reason.

"What did you wanted to talk to me about, Pad?" said Remus entering the room.

"Well…" I started. "The thing is that…" I sighed in defeat and handed him the pack of letters.

He spent about fifteen minutes reading them. Frowning once while, laughing the next second. I could barely contain myself so I smacked him over the head.

"What'd you do that for?" he asked, massaging his head where I hit him.

"Stop laughing and tell me what you think?" I said irritated.

"What do you want me to think?" he asked. "They are just letters."

"Yeah, but I don't know who they're from!"

"And you poured your heart to someone you don't know?" asked Remus raising an eyebrow.

"Talking about my ex-girlfriends is pouring my heart out?"

"You talked about your mother?"

"Who doesn't know I hate her?"

"You got me," said Remus sitting at the end of the bed. "Well, I seriously don't know what to tell you, Padfoot."

"Well, of course you don't know what to tell me! I haven't even told you the problem!" I said matter-of-factly.

"Besides the fact that you don't know her?" I nodded my head. "Spill it man, this is good gossip!"

I glared at him before getting up from the bed and pacing around the room. "Well… it's been a couple of weeks now… and well, she's funny… and I feel like she's the only female that has gotten close to understanding me… and well…"

"Spit it out, Padfoot!"

"I think I lo– like her" I said, letting the words slowly sink into Remus' mind.

Remus just stared at me.

"Remus?"

He just kept staring. I was feeling very small at the moment... And very stupid too. I mean, I almost said I loved her. That is not possible. Like… yeah. Love? No way…

I was about to smack Remus again when he busted out laughing. After, five years of friendship I can safely say I'm used to this type of reaction.

"You… in love… Sirius… do you… realize… it's you!" he said between breaths, pointing at me and falling back on the bed laughing his ass off.

"Snap out of it mate," I said very annoyed.

"You… in… love," he said. I was seriously thinking of having a meeting to reassign the head of department.

"I said like not love," I said through gritted teeth. "What can I do?"

"Tell her," I stared incredulously at Remus for five minutes.

"Are out your mind?" I said. "The first thing she's going to do is laugh like you just did. And second, she's going to think I'm a freak!"

"Well, you are Sirius Black," Remus kindly pointed out. I glared at him.

"She doesn't know who I am," I replied.

"Then she's dumb."

"Does it show it's me by the letters?"

"It's pretty obvious."

I groaned and threw myself on the bed.

"When are you going to reply?" Remus asked taking her latest letter in his hands.

"As soon as you leave."

"Are you going to tell her?"

I sighed and thought for a long moment. "No," I said firmly. "I can honestly say, Remus, that in this occasion you have been no help, whatsoever."

Remus snorted. "Whatever," he muttered walking out of the room.

I took the letter and read it again, thinking of what to say. Could she really think it was me?

I honestly don't know what to say about your relationship with your mother. Mainly so because I have actually not been in such situation. If there was ever a situation that was not right that I had with a relative, then it would be with my sister (the one I told you about). Why? Because everyone thinks my sister is just the best. Best in school, best in looks, best in everything! I feel really inferior when compared to her, but I don't try to let that get to me... Okay, I'm dishonest there. Actually, I try to do my best when in comes to school marks. Thankfully, I'm doing pretty well in there.

So you really want to know what a girl like me thinks of girls who throw themselves to any good-looking guy? Fine, I'll tell you but I warn you, I tend to be really harsh. I find them quite pathetic, really. I mean, they are practically adoring these males as if they where some god or something. Okay, now onto those males. Some are humble with their looks (hard to find one though), while others are quite... well, pathetic too. Oh sure, they use what they have but really, they shouldn't. But eh... who am I to say?

You and commitment don't get along? I don't know why but a certain name pops up. Oh no, it isn't you because I don't know you. Anyway, you don't see yourself marrying at a young age, huh? Mainly so because you don't want to confuse love with a very deep crush? You know what, you are one complicated person! Just admit it; you are afraid of touching such territories!

So I should get a detention? What's so fun about that? You said so yourself those teachers just give you lots to write about, and that's that. Nope, that does not sound fun at all. Can I make fun of you though? Why? Because that would actually be fun! Ha!

So you think it's impossible for a girl to forget about a guy? How can you say something like that when you aren't a girl in the first place! Besides, if it was true then why hasn't any of your ex-girlfriends come to you? Hmmm? Yes, it's possible. Mainly so when a guy hurts a girl. I'm sure you wouldn't understand that, but no one is to blame! Remember that friend I told you about? Yeah, him. Well, I surprisingly found out that he's been going out with a girl for some time. Some Ravenclaw named Alicia. Now here's something I don't understand, why would he bother leaving little hints that he liked me when he was interested in some other girl? Really, guys I don't understand.

I'm sure you attended the Halloween feast, how was it for you? Good? Yeah, well, I hope it was way better then mine. Why? Because that's when I found about him dating this girl. But enough about this, because I wouldn't like to burden you with my problems. Haha...

So you think you are smarter than me? Oh, you are lucky to say something like that, considering that we are corresponding through letters! But you know what, I'm going to let this one slide. Because I'm pretty sure I could have outsmarted you one way or another. Don't believe me? Oh you'll see... well... not really 'see' but eh... oh never mind.

Well, if she figures out who I am. I won't care. I wrote my reply faster than I thought I would.

"Done?" said Remus, as I walked out of McGonagall's classroom twenty minutes later. He went with me, talking more crap than actually helping me on our way there.

"Yeah," I said, as we started walking back to Gryffindor Tower. "So, how are you and Crystal?"

"Good," he said. "Are you going to romance Isabelle?"

"Who's Isabelle?" I asked, and then I remembered. "The ugly Hufflepuff witch? Are you crazy? I might as well begin wearing glasses and hanging out in the library searching for books that will help me pass!"

"She's not ugly, but she is in her sister's shadow," said Remus, trying to defend her.

"What d'you mean by that?" I asked, I felt like there was something familiar in his words.

"Her sister is beautiful… people, still talk about her," replied Remus. "I actually think the only reason Isabelle doesn't really take care of herself is because she's afraid she'll look like her sister, or even more beautiful. And people might pay attention to her for that rather than her just being herself."

"Remus," I said chuckling. "Keep on like that and you'll become Hogwarts headmaster when Dumbledore retires."

"Very funny, Padfoot," said Remus sardonically. "Very funny."

A/N: Thanks for the reviews and I hope you enjoyed this chapter... lory